Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 978 - 838: Tough Fate! (Part 2)
"Heh, trying to ambush me?" The corners of Jiu Mu’s mouth slightly lifted as he turned to give Jiu Qing a look.
The other party remained expressionless, casually crossing his arms in front of his chest, his right index finger and thumb leisurely rubbing together, waiting for the moment of combat as they stepped out of the city gate.
"Please return, the two of you. Do not leave the city casually these days, as the regent throne lords may need to ask you for more details," the guard stood firmly in front of the city gate, refusing to take a step outside, and only gestured for the guards watching the gate to let them pass.
Jiu Qing’s voice was cold, "Understood, we will stay within the city to recover from our injuries."
As soon as he finished speaking, his left foot was the first to step out of the city gate, and he stopped suddenly, with half of his body still within the restriction, "Oh, I suddenly remembered, there’s an important detail I forgot to inform the Great Lord. It’s inconvenient to disturb now; could I trouble Daoist to deliver a message?"
The wind outside the city gate blew gently.
Jiu Mu also left half of his body within the restriction, with a slightly impatient expression, "Why are you always so forgetful? Is it that important? If it concerns Commander Luo, why not go back and inform the Great Lord personally, instead of troubling others."
"Uh... it’s not that important actually." Being addressed like that, Jiu Qing seemed a bit hesitant and stammered, "The Great Lord was very angry about the ambush incident, and in case it’s useless... I still trouble Daoist to relay the message. Honestly, I have great respect and a bit of fear for the solemn and dignified Great Lord."
After speaking, he sincerely bowed and said, "May I trouble Daoist to inform the Great Lord that Commander Luo mentioned finding the Life Origin..."
The guard’s eyes suddenly brightened, becoming extremely interested in the secret involved in those four words, while the other party obviously didn’t want others to hear and lowered his voice further, prompting him to subconsciously step forward to listen clearly.
The next second, he only felt a pain in his arm and heard Jiu Qing laughing, "Thanks to Daoist for seeing us off!"
Immediately, intense pain followed, and the guard looked down to find himself covered in wounds, blood gushing from his mouth. At this moment, with his face trembling in the wind, he realized in that moment of lowered guard, a very brief battle had already temporarily concluded.
"Huff! Huff!"
The guard, who almost lost his life in an instant, struggled to breathe, trying to understand what had happened.
It was actually quite simple. After discovering the ambush, Jiu Qing intentionally used the topic of "Life Origin" to lure him a step forward, then along with Jiu Mu, they pulled him as a shield to tear space and escape.
Indeed, the wind immediately swept in, and all the attacks were blocked by the unfortunate guard.
Not discarding him after use, Jiu Mu tore open two more spaces in succession, brought them to hide, turned and smiled, "Alright then, we do have a good tacit understanding!"
"You taught well," Jiu Qing replied, then stepped on the guard’s chest and asked, "Where exactly did Lord Demon King go? During the time we were dispatched, what happened in the royal palace?"
As the head of the guards stationed at the royal city, he surely knew some inside information.
"Puh!" Blood spurted from his mouth again as the guard gasped, "You won’t escape, Lord Ji Feng himself made a move, you have no chance to escape."
Jiu Mu laughed, "The Lord Ji Feng you mentioned is no big deal. If he were truly powerful, you’d already be dead. Can’t even kill you, yet thinking of killing us? Wishful thinking!"
The guard, covered in blood, had his thick armor slashed into pieces with deep wounds exposing the bone, and a small pool of blood had formed beneath him. At this rate, he wouldn’t survive long and needed to be questioned quickly.
"If only I knew Soul Searching Technique, even at death’s door, you don’t know what you’re loyal to." Annoyed, Jiu Mu kicked the already dead guard, then tore space once more, bringing Jiu Qing along to relocate.
The next second, in the gap where they had paused, Qingfeng swirled in, revealing a sharp white skull in the wind, sniffing at the freshly dead guard, then unhesitatingly followed.
Tearing space is not as simple as tearing paper, aside from consuming the mana bar rapidly, it also tests the experience and judgment of the Space Technique wielder.
If the wrong place is torn, there’s no footing and you might be swept away by spatial turbulence.
Even for the extremely gifted Jiu Mu, the consecutive escapes pushed him to the brink of fainting.
"Whoosh!"
A wind blade flew past Jiu Qing’s back, directly slicing off a layer of flesh. Blood oozed from the wound, the opponent’s aura growing more intense. If they didn’t discard the burden, Jiu Mu could forget about escaping!
If not for leaving a living target for Soul Searching, Ji Feng wouldn’t have had the patience for this cat-and-mouse game.
But as the Great Lord said, losing three Divine Artifacts was too great a loss, they must find clues and retrieve them!
Action Station #7 was completely finished, not a trace left behind. To discover what happened, they’d have to go personally and use retroactive Magical Treasure, or have a Demon Cultivator with retroactive Cultivation Technique exhibit it.
This was already exposed on the Wilderness, no doubt the other party had backup, waiting for them to walk into the trap.
Since that lead was cut off, the only lead now are the two surviving individuals. Even capturing one live to reveal any sacred entity attacking the Action Station would be worthwhile.
Patiently, Ji Feng neither chased too swiftly nor allowed them relaxation.
Occasionally, he used wind blades to wound them, just waiting for them to become exhausted of magic power and unable to escape, then bring them back to report.
"Going to die, going to die," Jiu Mu mumbled, holding his wound, exhausted and panting, "No idea where this Ji Feng popped out from, akin to that dog demon, not very skilled with Space Technique, but beyond our Realm. Otherwise..."
She glanced again at the spatial turbulence.
Jiu Qing smiled wryly, "Going back would be worse than death. Jumping in again, I don’t think there’s good luck to escape, you go, I’ll stay to hold them off for a moment."
With that, he withdrew the Pagoda enveloped by the gourd and placed it in Jiu Mu’s arms, then followed her into a space fissure.
This time Jiu Qing saw clearly, the whirlwind was closer!
Jiu Mu didn’t take it, tightly gripping his arm, saying earnestly, "Live together or die together, how could I leave you behind? Besides, with your Pagoda we can at least hold on, I can’t activate that thing. No time, jump!"
"Then let’s jump!" Jiu Qing acknowledged her reasoning, without the Pagoda they’d barely hold for a breath, but fear they wouldn’t even have a chance to end themselves.
Thus, when Ji Feng tore through space to follow again, he saw the two Demon Cultivators with mockery on their faces, then without hesitation, they leapt into the spatial turbulence.
"Damn!" He thought they still had strength and could have been cornered, why suddenly jump?!
Stepped forward twice, cautiously stopped at the edge of the spatial fissure, watching the turbulence swept and the wind painfully stinging his face, those two figures were long gone, and his white jawbone ached slightly.
Not catching even one, how would he report back?
......
"Those old stubborn ones just don’t understand flexibility, alas!" Cang Rui, Sect Leader of the Cloud Concealment Sect, was also having a toothache. He had expended considerable effort for Mr. Jiang’s White Snake Walking Flood Dragon event.
Unexpectedly, the usually stubborn Elder Lin Yao of the Black Tortoise Pavilion agreed after hearing the news; however, the four Elders of Qingfeng Hall, who usually advocated Natural Daoist Technique, were divided.
Two believed they should comply with the grand trend, remove hidden stakes, and let the White Snake rely on its own strength to ward off the catastrophe of Walking Flood Dragon;
While the other two believed that the Dragon-slaying Sword laid down by Qingfeng Hall has existed for millennia before the White Snake’s plan of Walking Flood Dragon. True destiny should let him confront it himself, rather than deliberately helping clear the obstacles.
This matter was debated endlessly, with Cang Rui being a junior and unable to interject, he asked them to continue discussing.
Returning to his quiet chamber, he found the two Beast Bones still spinning erratically, prompting him to marvel at the resilience of those two Demon Cultivators. Their fortune was unusually solid!
The elders’ lengthy debates yielded no results, and they were still adrift in spatial turbulence, yet remained alive—their written fate could chop trees on paper!
Cang Rui’s curiosity was piqued; wanting to see what kind of individuals they were, he sat down at the divination plate, attentively observing the spinning Beast Bones. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
After waiting a cup of tea’s time, with two crisp clinks, the Beast Bones tumbled into the plate, nearly splitting apart.
His expression changed slightly as he immediately contacted his sect’s ancestor, saying directly, "The whereabouts of those two Demon Cultivators are known, they’re still alive, but not for long..."
